After about a week of pre-opening promotion, Lu Yulan barely dared to check the data on the official website on the day of the opening, fearing that the results would be too dismal.

He hid in his room on the second floor, waiting to see the results when they came out at noon.

[Host, a true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life. Go, Pikachu.]

"Do you want me to soak you in vinegar?"

[Soak it in wine, forget about vinegar. You look so pitiful, I'll take care of it for you.]

Xiaomi is an extremely reliable person when he's reliable, but he can also be incredibly irresponsible when he's unreliable, like this dramatic, deliberately exaggerated way he's trying to create an atmosphere.

"Xiaomi, you should be glad you don't have a physical store, otherwise you're finished. I can see for myself."

As he spoke, he crawled out from under the covers, turned on his personal terminal, and opened his eyes.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Why can't I refresh the page? It's all white. What's going on?

[It couldn't keep up, so it crashed. Can this little software compare to me?]

"You're ashamed to be compared to it."

However, the fact that it crashed undoubtedly proves that it was a good start, and that she succeeded.

She ran down the hill, looked around, and then hugged Grandpa Lu tightly. "Grandpa, I did it!"

"I know, my Lanlan is the best."

He had to succeed, even if it wasn't a success. He had already spoken to Bai Shan, He Zhang, and his soldiers beforehand. His son was starting a business, so he had to support him. As a former marshal, he still had considerable influence.

"Grandpa, I can make whatever you want to eat, even a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

Lu Yulan waved her small hand domineeringly, and Xiao Mi retorted mercilessly, "Host, aren't you afraid of hurting your back?"

"You want to leave yet?"

Congratulations to Lu Yulan for mastering the skill of sharp tongue.

"Anything is fine. Grandpa likes whatever Lanlan makes. He likes lotus root sandwiches, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, meat dumplings, and lemongrass fish that Lanlan makes. Actually, that sashimi is also pretty good."

[Hahaha, you've tripped yourself up, haven't you? Someone's back is going to hurt.]

"Okay, I'm happy today. I'll make lemongrass fish for Grandpa. What's the big deal? I'm not afraid."

...

Wei Guang stared at his personal terminal, then looked at his roommate beside him, "Did you hear what I just said? I only want these few, select all of them, understand?"

His roommate looked at him sleepily, "Wei Guang, I just got back from training, can't you let me off the hook? It's just your goddess's store opening, you don't have to be so dramatic."

"Of course I will. My goddess hasn't been in business for a month. How can I not support her first business venture?"

Especially last time, I took advantage of the goddess's opportunity to beat up that idiot, and just thinking about it makes me feel so good.

My roommate nodded. "Okay, transfer the money to me first. I'm not as rich as you. If you select all of these items, I'll be doomed."

"I know, I know, here you go."

He had just opened his personal computer to transfer money when he discovered that his account was locked and he couldn't spend the money in it.

After thinking about it, I knew who did it. It doesn't matter, he doesn't only have money here.

He made money too, okay.

"Sorry, your account has been frozen."

"Why?"

Wei Guang became a little irritable. His roommate, who had been feeling sleepy, suddenly became wide awake and remembered the person who had come over a couple of days ago.

“Wei Guang, isn’t he…? Isn’t he the heir of StarNet? And he came to see me a couple of days ago, wanting me to move out, and he was even prepared to give me a large sum of money. If it weren’t for the revolutionary friendship we formed when we entered university, I would have been blinded by money and abandoned you.”

"Thanks, bro."

Judging from this, it's impossible for him to buy anything. All his money is locked up, and he doesn't even have the money to go out and take a public spaceship, except for staying at school.

Chu Xinglin, I'm not done with you yet.